The power of sleep originating from Maelim's body is a power of extremely high status.
Because what corresponds to the Ma'elim body in the outside world are truly complete rules. Even if used in this world with incomplete rules, it can cause obvious personal suppression on the power of constructing the network.
Because of this, the Speaker was so surprised when he saw that Anvis relied on a strange power to resist the ball of eternal sleep that he had concentrated with all his strength.
"Humph, it doesn't matter..."
After being surprised for a moment, the Speaker came to his senses and shook his head with an indifferent expression.
With Ma'elim's power in his body, this kind of attack based solely on the power of ordinary rules piled up in huge numbers has basically no effect on him.
Moreover, at this moment, he actually no longer needs to continue fighting.
"Have you felt it? The power from the master of dreams!"
With a trace of contempt and pity in his eyes, the Speaker glanced at Anvis with disdain, and then ignored him completely.
In fact, by this time, Anvis could also feel the abnormal changes in the environment.
The strange sleeping snow in the sky became larger, and the surface of each snowflake began to emit a strange luster like starlight.
The stars in the night sky, which turned into dark yellow eyeballs, also began to emit a strange and ominous glow.
They were restless, flashing, and trembling, drawing crazy spiral arcs in the night sky. It seemed like there was some kind of extremely huge monster, hiding behind the dark canopy and silently watching the world.
The sound of music coming from deep space becomes more weird and clear. It is a melody that is intertwined with the sound of evil bells and black and white harpsichord, making the listener instinctively have the desire to fall asleep.
The sky began to distort, and countless shadows of dream predators dragging dark tentacles circled and danced wantonly in the night sky.
Even the silver-purple moons, which had never changed, began to take on an ominous dark yellow color at this moment.
"The final moment has arrived! He is coming!!"
Looking up at the changes in the night sky, the Speaker stood in the snow filled with stars, his tone carrying a strange sense of intoxication.
Snowflakes flew through his body without any obstruction at all, as if the Speaker was just a phantom.
At the same time, the area of the entire abnormal area also began to expand on a large scale.
"Has the leader come this far?"
On the top of an unnamed hill thousands of kilometers away, a cloaked gray mist stood side by side with the stars, gazing at the endless distant sky.
Although the distance is far away, the changes in the web of destiny can intuitively reflect the situation on the battlefield.
At this moment, with the sudden change in the battlefield situation, the huge abnormal celestial phenomena in the distance can be directly observed with the naked eye.
"Will he succeed?"
Looking at the various strange phenomena in the sky, there was a rare hint of doubt in Xing's cold tone.
"Destiny is unpredictable."
Hui Wu said with an inscrutable expression.
Due to the arrival of Maelim's power, the breakthrough process brought about by the construction network for him was terminated. Currently, he is still stuck on a subtle boundary between the eighth level and the ninth level.
However, this situation was not beyond his expectation. As long as the Speaker can penetrate the zenith wall, then he will be promoted to the ninth level prophet tonight!
Listening to Gray Mist's standard prophet tone, Xing's blue eyes turned slightly and glanced at him.
"...I won't be sure until the last minute."
Feeling an invisible pressure, Hui Wu considered the strength gap between himself and Xing, and explained.
In the entire organization, except for the chairman, only Xing he could not see through.
"Is this so?"
Xing nodded and looked quietly into the distance again, not knowing what he was thinking.
However, at this moment, unlike the two who were waiting calmly, many high-level professionals belonging to other camps were already extremely pessimistic about the situation.
"Is there no way to stop him?!"
At this time, there was already silence in the web of destiny. Many prophets looked at the vision on the battlefield that seemed like two worlds overlapping, and their hearts were a little silent.
Maelim cannot be predicted by them. In their perception, all the threads of fate involving Maelim, and even the web of fate in the entire battlefield area, have shown a state of being completely engulfed by darkness.
The lines of fate that represent many ninth levels had already fallen silent long before the battlefield area became completely dark, and were cast in a hazy dark yellow color.
This can only mean one thing: the identity of some kind of terrifying existence that is about to come does not belong to this world, or it is extremely powerful, so powerful that it can even twist the web of fate.
Not only many high-level prophets, but also the royal families of the three kingdoms, as well as the top leaders of the other two empires on the mainland, are also paying close attention to the situation on the battlefield.
No one had thought before that the speaker's plan would be so crazy. He could even use the plan to smoothly carry out this unprecedented grand summoning ceremony.
This caused them to lose their best chance to stop the Speaker, and now it was too late to stop him forcefully.
"Although God has left, we have walked through the treasure body of God and faced the darkness with the light of God in the mortal world. There is no need to be afraid, because we and God are one."
After seeing the result of almost the annihilation of many ninth-order troops, the current Pope Saint Mexia III calmly spoke to many groups of archbishops and made the decision of a last-ditch battle.
"Open the Mirror of the End, this is a war for the entire human race."
Similarly, Gloria III is simply preparing to use the empire's true heritage.
He also knows very well what the real alien gods represent to the world.
.….….
"Look! What is that?"
On the top of a mountain far away from the battlefield, a low-level professional from the Spark Organization pointed to the snowflakes that suddenly spread from the direction of the battlefield and spoke in surprise.
"Is it snowing? But it's obviously still summer..."
Looking at the strange and heavy snow in the sky getting closer and closer in the distance, many professionals are also a little confused.
It's not yet the Fire Moon (September), and there are no clouds in the clear night sky. Where did this snow come from?
"No...no! That's not snow! Run-run-!!"
However, in the eyes of professionals above the seventh level who can sense the power of nature, every snowflake falling in the sky contains a terrifying aura that makes people tremble.
While issuing the highest level of alarm, their bodies had already used various secret techniques to grease the soles of their feet before the snowflakes arrived.
At this time, countless middle- and low-level professionals came to their senses and hurriedly used various methods to flee.
However, the speed of the heavy snow in the distance seemed to be slow but actually it was rapid. Except for those who actually escaped through the secret technique of flying, almost all the others were covered by the heavy snow.
As the sleeping snow that even the ninth level could not compete with, these middle and low level people naturally fell to the ground in an instant.
"Gods, save us—"
But at the moment when everyone was in despair, a dark green meteor containing terrifying power fluctuations suddenly flashed across the night sky and suddenly plunged into the heavy snow in the sky.
Only the truly advanced ones can barely see the true face in that meteor.
It was a giant dragon that shone like a diamond, and between its claws, a dark green sun was exuding thrilling and terrifying magic power fluctuations.